Chapter 11: Mantra of Killing Life
The next day, Lu Yang waited in his Cave Abode for a whole day.
No one came.
The three black-robed men seemed not to be disciples of the Primordial Saint Sect at all. They didn’t cause even a ripple, and no one came to check the situation.
Lu Yang sighed again. He wouldn’t doubt whether the Saint Sect, possessing the Life Lamps of all disciples, had discovered the deaths of the three men. Thinking about it now, perhaps “disciples killing each other” was an unwritten rule. As long as things didn’t blow up and become public knowledge, no one would come to investigate in detail.
After all, the Demonic Sect was treacherous and unpredictable.
People died. Maybe it was to silence them, maybe for money, or maybe they knew something they shouldn’t… What if an investigation actually dug something up?
So, it was better not to investigate.
“Worthy of the Demonic Sect…”
After sighing with emotion, Lu Yang relaxed and began to collect his spoils of war.
First were the disciple tokens. To Lu Yang’s shock, the disciple tokens of the three black-robed men contained a full 400 Contribution Points, an amount that exceeded common sense.
“So they were three habitual offenders.”
Lu Yang frowned tightly and rummaged through their belongings again. Apart from miscellaneous items, the only thing that tempted him was a secret manual titled [Qi Concealment Art].
In Lu Yang’s view, these three black-robed men were extremely adept at concealing their True Qi. If his cultivation hadn’t broken through, leading to a qualitative leap in both his True Qi and spiritual consciousness, he probably wouldn’t have discovered their infiltration. This showed how powerful the [Qi Concealment Art] was.. it could be considered a trump card skill.
“More importantly, this has nothing to do with the Saint Sect!”
Primordial Saint Sect techniques were only recorded on disciple tokens, but the [Qi Concealment Art] was a secret manual. This meant it was likely an opportunity the three black-robed men had found themselves.
Therefore, there was no need to worry about the Saint Sect having means to counter it.
“Just as I was dozing off, someone brought a pillow. They died well.”
Thinking of this, Lu Yang sincerely collected the corpses of the three men, dug a pit, and buried them, letting them rest in peace.
Then, a thought suddenly struck him:
“This [Qi Concealment Art] is so exquisite, yet not passed down by the Saint Sect. Where did they get it? Could there be an even bigger opportunity behind this?”
Instantly, Lu Yang’s mind became active.
But soon he curbed his greed, his eyes returning to calm. “No rush, no rush. Perhaps in the next life, I can make friends with these three.”
There would always be a chance!
After burying the three men, Lu Yang took out his disciple token and began to check the materials needed to refine a Sword Pellet that Yun Miaoqing had told him about earlier.
“To refine a Sword Pellet, one must gather three taels of Metal Essence, three taels of Jade Marrow, two taels of Cinnabar, and two taels of Sword Qi, totaling ten taels. Then, supplement with True Fire and Divine Water for calcining and cooling to remove impurities. Finally, slowly temper it with sword art secret methods to merge it with the refiner’s Essence, Spirit, and Qi. Only then can it truly be refined.”
Lu Yang recalled the method of refining the Sword Pellet while flipping through the item catalog.
The more he looked, the uglier his expression became.
“Metal Essence, Jade Marrow, Cinnabar, Sword Qi—uniform price of 100 Contribution Points per tael. True Water is 500 Contribution Points per gourd, True Fire is 500 Contribution Points per wisp…”
“2000 Contribution Points!?”
Lu Yang gritted his steel teeth. He had heard Yun Miaoqing say that disciples of the [Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion] would receive a Sword Pellet bestowed by their elders upon breaking through to the Qi Refining Realm.
Yet here in the Primordial Saint Sect, it actually cost 2000 Contribution Points?
An ordinary disciple, without eating or drinking, would have to toil like a beast of burden for the Saint Sect for twenty years to possibly gather that many Contribution Points!
Damn Demonic Sect!
Such an astronomical price instantly extinguished Lu Yang’s pride from his recent small fortune, making him realize once again the reality that he was a pauper.
“In this case, these 400 Contribution Points are a bit useless—tasteless to eat but a pity to discard.”
According to Lu Yang’s plan, after restarting in the next life, he would choose ‘Cultivation Base’. Therefore, whatever items he obtained in this life could not be taken with him.
So, no matter what good things he bought with these 400 Contribution Points, they were meaningless to him.
As for cultivation, the Middle Stage of Qi Refining was completely different from the Initial Stage. Even if he spent all 400 Contribution Points, it wouldn’t be possible to break through to the Fifth Layer of Qi Refining.
“It seems I can only use it to exchange for techniques.”
After all, compared to treasures, techniques and Divine Abilities could be carried over to the next life as knowledge. Thinking of this, Lu Yang immediately left his Cave Abode and headed for the [Scripture Pavilion].
“Yo, it’s you, kid?”
The old man at the entrance of the [Scripture Pavilion] actually remembered Lu Yang and looked surprised. “Here to exchange for techniques again? Looks like you struck it rich.”
“Thanks to Senior Brother’s auspicious words.”
Lu Yang cupped his hands, then walked into the [Scripture Pavilion]. This time his intention was clear— he wanted to find a high-power Divine Ability specifically used for desperate struggles.
Soon, Lu Yang locked onto a target.
[Mantra of Killing Life] [Price: 300 Contribution Points.]
This Divine Ability was very special. Resembling the Buddhist ‘Silent Meditation’, it required the cultivator to nurture a mouthful of Killing Qi in their chest, refining it day and night with True Qi until it was intertwined with their life force.
When not in use, one could speak normally. But once used, the moment the mouth opened and the word “Kill!” was uttered, the chest full of Killing Qi would instantly erupt, carrying the entirety of one’s life force. It shattered souls and dispersed spirits, succeeding in every endeavor. However, once this mouthful of Killing Qi was vented, the person would also die. It was truly a method of mutual destruction with the enemy.
“Not bad. It can kill others and also kill myself. It suits me perfectly!”
Possessing the [Book of a Hundred Lifetimes], what Lu Yang feared most wasn’t death, but being unable to die. Because the Book couldn’t be actively activated— he could only use it if he died.
Therefore, he desperately needed a suicide Divine Ability.
After exchanging for the technique from the [Scripture Pavilion], Lu Yang immediately sat cross-legged and began to comprehend the method.
“[Mantra of Killing Life]: Hiding Qi in the chest. The most important thing is this mouthful of Killing Qi. The higher the quality of the Killing Qi, the greater the power when the mantra erupts.”
“It is said when heaven emits killing intent, stars shift and constellations move;when Earth emits killing intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land; when Man emits killing intent, Heaven and Earth are overturned. Therefore, Killing Qi in the world is divided into three types: Heaven Killing, Earth Killing, and Man Killing. Among them, Heaven Killing and Earth Killing are rarely encountered in a hundred years. Only Man Killing is seen everywhere, and the Qi from weapons of war is considered superior…”
Inside the [Scripture Pavilion], Lu Yang began the process of refining the Killing Qi.
“Fortunately, the materials are readily available…”
The so-called Man Killing Qi was mostly taken from weapons used by those harboring killing intent. As it happened, he still had the weapons of the three black-robed men.
Lu Yang extracted the Killing Qi directly from them and refined it into his body bit by bit.
Instantly, Lu Yang felt as if a thousand knives were scraping his bones and cutting his flesh in his chest. The pain was unbearable, but he kept his lips tightly sealed, daring not to open his mouth.
Because this was the critical moment of refinement. Once he opened his mouth and the Qi leaked, he would inevitably die a sudden death!
This continued for a long time until Lu Yang felt the Killing Qi in his chest gradually stabilize, completely connecting with his own True Qi. With a single thought, it would erupt.
“I wonder how powerful it is…”
Thinking of this, a trace of anticipation appeared on Lu Yang’s face. He decided that before dying in this life, he must use the [Mantra of Killing Life] once to see its power.
Returning to the entrance of the [Scripture Pavilion], Lu Yang was surprised to find the old man at the door cursing loudly.
“Son of a bitch, lucky bastard…”
The old man held a disciple token, his wrinkle-covered hands trembling uncontrollably. His old face was twisted, making it impossible to tell exactly what emotion he was feeling.
Lu Yang stepped forward and asked curiously, “Senior Brother? What happened?”
“What happened?” Hearing this, the old man’s eyes widened in anger. He slammed the disciple token onto the ground and sneered, “It’s spread everywhere. See for yourself.”
Before his voice faded, the old man lay back on his rocking chair, looking like he was sulking.
Lu Yang was confused. It wasn’t until he opened his own disciple token and saw the latest news that he understood what had happened.
[Grand Prize of the Merit Pool Finally Has a Winner!]
[The Multi-Colored Merit Fish was drawn by the newly entered disciple Xiao Shiye. The perfected one publicly awarded him the grand prize of one billion! After claiming the prize, Xiao Shiye entered secluded cultivation and his whereabouts are unknown!]
TN: 真人 (Zhenren)/ Perfected one/ True person is a cultivation title. It comes from Daoist terminology and is used in both classical texts and xianxia novels. It represents a practitioner who has reached a certain level of spiritual attainment
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